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ARE YOU SERIOUS?
BY RONNIE

I nervously sit in front of my mirror wearing my favorite dress applying my make-up examining my face for any flaws, I never would have thought that I would be wearing a dress and putting make-up on my face waiting for my boyfriend to go on a date one year ago. Let me explain how I ended up in front of my mirror wearing a dress.

One year ago I was your normal average guy, at least I thought I was until my father died suddenly and left mom and me trying to cope with our loss. I was 15 and a freshman just starting high school, I was not a macho guy by anyone’s standards I only weighed 130lbs and was 5’7’’ tall I had long brown hair and a high tenor voice, you might even call me a sissy; I know all the jocks did. I was never any good at sports and academic activities were not my favorite either. I enjoyed drama and music so I registered in drama and music classes and joined the drama club along with choir. With my size I was always called “fagot” or “queer” because I was in those clubs but to the people who knew me I was just me. My best friend was my neighbor Amanda we had been friends since we were little, her parents moved in when we were two and we have played together ever since then.

I shared everything with her we had no secrets from each other, even as we grew older and started puberty we still hung out together. She was developing beautifully but Mother Nature on the other hand was cheating me, I had not developed any noticeable muscles or body hair for that mater and my voice had stayed high. I was embarrassed to shower with the guys after gym because I was self conscious to the fact that I had a very small package. Amanda would always try to cheer me up saying that I was just a late bloomer and that I would suddenly sprout like the hulk when he got angry. That would always make me laugh and I would feel better afterwords. She and I shared the same passion for drama and music so we always tried to take the same classes.

When dad died her whole family was there for us and helped mom out with all the details, it brought our families closer together her dad and older brother were pallbearers, I was too emotional to help and Amanda stayed with me and hugged me throughout the funeral and burial services. I was a total wreck for weeks after the funeral and only made it through because of Amanda’s help. Because of my emotional state I had missed several weeks of school and Amanda would come over every night and pass on my assignments and keep me up to date on what was happening at school. I also lost a lot of weight and was looking thinner then I normally did, I was down to 120lbs and looked like a walking skeleton.

Mom was getting worried that I was going to get sick from being too thin and she made an appointment with her Doctor for me. I did not like Doctors, they always found something wrong, and I thought it was a conspiracy between them and the pharmaceutical companies to keep us drugged up and dependent on them. Amanda thought that I was being silly and told me not to worry that the Doctors were there to help me get better.

The appointment was on Friday so I had a week to prepare myself to be poked and prodded like cattle. I spent most of the time doing my homework and catching up on all the reading that I was behind in for my classes, it wasn’t that I was bad at school or that I didn’t like it, it was that when I was in school I was always picked on by the guys. The jocks would mock me and push me around in the halls, many times Amanda would come to my rescue only to make it worse for me later being made fun of that a girl had to protect me, I dreaded returning to school but knew I had to eventually. Friday finally rolled around and mom dragged me to the Doctors office for my check up, it had been several years since my last one and I figured I should only need one every ten years or so.

Mom signed in with the receptionist and we took our seats in the waiting room, there were no decent magazines around so I just grabbed whatever and leafed through it. I was not really paying attention to what was on the pages when something caught my eye, it was a picture of a beautiful girl and the headline reading “Born in the wrong body” I started to read the article and found out that the picture was of a boy who had a sex change to become the beautiful girl I was looking at. She went on to tell her story about not fitting in with the other guys and how they were always picking on her. How she related more to girl and that her best friend was a girl and they would always play girly games together. I sat there reading the story and realizing that it mirrored my life, from the torment at school to playing girly games with my best friend. I suddenly realized that maybe I too was born in the wrong body and that maybe I should have been a girl. I felt a light go off in by head, but also a fear of the possibilities if it was true.

We were called into the office and the Doctor talked to mom for a while and then she left leaving me alone with her, did I mention the Doctor was a woman? No! Sorry, she was mom’s age and I figured by the way they talked that they knew each other very well.
She asked me to remove my clothes and to put on a gown that was hanging behind a curtain I went behind the curtain and saw that the gown was pink! Now don’t get me wrong I like the color pink but I was embarrassed to wear it in front of the Doctor. I sucked it up and put it on and came out to be told to sit down on the table, it was easier said than done. The gown doesn’t close all the way in the back so my bare ass hit the cold table and I jumped up a little and then sat down again. The Doctor giggled at my predicament and reassured me that the table would warm up in a bit, she took my blood pressure and checked my reflexes and listened to my heart.

With that out of the way she asked me to lie down and to put my feet in the stirrups! “What the fuck? I’m not a girl!” I thought but I kept my mouth shut and did what I was told. She put on a pair of latex gloves and started to feel around my abdomen and asking me if I had ever had severe stomach cramps. “No, not that I could remember” I said, and then she moved to the end of the table and adjusted the stirrups so that my legs were spread apart. She reached under my gown and felt my sack and my penis pushing them around and feeling the area behind my sack. “Have you experienced uncontrolled erections?” she asked. I blushed and had to think about that for a while and had to admit to her that I had never had an erection; even in the morning when I needed to go to the bathroom really bad it was never hard. I also confessed that I did not masturbate because I was ashamed that I was so small compared to the other guys. She caught me by surprise when she put her finger into my ass and started to move it around; I felt a tingling sensation in my belly that strangely spread up to my nipples it was starting to feel good but no erection. She pulled her finger out and discarded the gloves telling me that I could get up and change back into my clothes.

Mom was called back into the room and she and the Doctor talked for a long time but I was unable to hear their conversation. The Doctor then turned to me as I was coming out from behind the curtain that she would like to get a blood sample and a DNA swab from my mouth. I was now getting worried like I always said, “they always find something wrong.” She told mom and I that she would call us when the test results had come in and to not to worry. She wrote out a prescription for some vitamins and gave me a shot of what I was told was vitamin B. My ass hurt all the way home but I did feel better and a little stronger. I was also getting my appetite back and mom helped me make a sandwich when we got home.

I was up in my room thinking about the story I read about the boy who became a girl and thought that he was lucky. If I was a girl the guys would stop bothering me and I would be able to relax and enjoy school more. Amanda knocked and entered my room without waiting for my response, she always did that, it would not mater if I was naked or not she would just come in and sit down. I had no secrets from her and she had seen me naked before and I her so it was no big deal, even our parents had no concerns about us being alone in each others rooms.

She asked me how things went at the doctors and I blushed as I told her what had happened, she giggled when I told her about the finger in my ass and the feelings that I felt. “Maybe you are gay.” She joked, I threw one of my stuffed animals at her and it hit her on the side of her head. She picked it up and threw it back starting a stuffed animal fight that left us both giggling and out of breathe. I turned serious and told her about the article I read and how I felt that maybe I was the same way, she listened and then nodded in agreement that maybe I was on to something. “You have always been different from the other boys.” She said. “Just look at your room, it’s not the room of a macho guy.” I looked around and saw that I had a large stuffed animal collection, which was now scattered all over my floor.

Instead of posters of half naked girls on my walls I had posters of Broadway shows and artistic silhouettes of a woman’s body. My room was definitely leaning towards the feminine side of things. Even my bedroom furniture had a feminine touch to it; I had a vanity with a large mirror that had my drama make-up supplies organized on top of it. “If I didn’t know you I would think that a girl slept here.”
I bowed my head and whispered, “Maybe a girl does.” I started to cry and Amanda came over and hugged me until I stopped crying. Mom was walking by and happened to overhear our entire conversation and came into my room, she too was crying and also held me. “Honey, if you feel that you should have been a girl we will help you be the best girl possible.” Mom said. That just got me crying again and I was nearing hysterics, Amanda continued to hold me while mom made a call to the Doctor and to Amanda’s parents.

Faith and Bob, Amanda’s parents rushed over to help and the Doctor said she would be there as soon as possible. Amanda continued to hold me not sure if I would try to hurt myself while mom explained the situation to Faith and Bob, they were wonderful people and tried to understand my situation as best as they could. Faith came into my room and took over for Amanda to give her a rest, she was just like a mom to me and I loved her just like mom. I started to cry again and she wiped my tears away with a hankie telling me that all would be OK and that she and Bob still loved me no mater what happens. That helped a little but I was still crying, finally the Doctor came into my room and gave me a shot in the arm and all went black.

I don’t know how long I was out for but when I woke up it was dark out and my curtains had been drawn and I was tucked in bed under my covers. I stirred and tried to get up but found that I could not get the covers off of me, I cried out for mom and she stood up from the chair in my room and came over. “Why can’t I move?’ I asked, “Dr Ellen has given you a powerful muscle relaxant to help you calm down Dear.” She said, “It will take several hours for it to wear off but you will be OK, just try to rest and we will talk in the morning.” With the reassurance from mom and a kiss on the fore head I fell back to sleep and slept the whole night without incident.

I woke the next morning with a very full bladder and the need to relieve myself terribly, I just made it to the bathroom in time sitting down I let it flow. Wow what a relief, it felt good to get rid of the pressure; now that my immediate needs were taken care of I had time to reflect on what had happened the day before. I felt like such a sissy breaking down like I had, definitely not something a guy would do. I walked back to my room and looked at it again; it definitely did not belong to a boy. I threw a robe over my PJ’s and went down to the kitchen to see if there was any food, I had not eaten supper the night before and I was starving.

In the kitchen I was surprised to see mom talking with Faith and Dr. Ellen, they all looked up at me and smiled, mom came over to me and gave me a hug. “Hungry Dear?” I nodded and sat down at the table, mom went to make me some pancakes and eggs. Nobody mentioned what had happened the night before so I stayed quite about it, if they didn’t say anything I sure wasn’t going to. I ate my breakfast feeling a little strange for the women were all looking at me as I ate, finally I couldn’t take it any more. “What? I questioned. Faith was the first to talk and she said that I had really scared her and the rest of them last night. “I have known you almost your whole life dear and you have never cried like that.”
I looked to the floor embarrassed for what had happened and quietly apologized for it. “There is no need to be embarrassed dear; it was bound to come out sooner or later.” Dr Ellen said with compassion in her voice. She said that she would like me to see a Doctor friend of hers who would be able to help me. She also told me what her and moms were talking about back at her office the day before. She suspected that I was inter sexed and that I was not a complete boy or girl, which the tests would be able to help find the solution to my problem. She also wanted to do a CT scan to see what my insides looked like. When she was doing my physical she noticed that I did not have testicles in my sack and that I did not have a prostate. I did not know what she was talking about but stayed quiet and planed to look up the info on my computer later.

Amanda flew in through the kitchen door and headed straight to me and gave me a hug, she was happy to see me awake and not crying like a baby. I excused myself from the ladies and went up to my room with Amanda, I filled her in on all the latest news about me and she grabbed me and hugged me again. “Hey if you become a girl you can borrow any on my cloths.” She said cheerfully. I told her I had to think about it and that I would get back to her. We spent several hours searching the Internet looking up info on inter sexes, TS, and she-males. “I definitely do not want to be a she-male.” I told her, “If I am half girl I want to change completely to be a complete girl.” “You would have to, you don’t have the goods to be a she-male they are all hung!” she joked. I tried to slap her but I missed and ended up on the floor giggling along side her.

“I have a crazy idea, let me dress you up as a girl to see what you would look like?” she said. “Are you serious? I don’t think I would look good in a dress.” I stated. She insisted that we should try and that it would be fun, “Just like when we were kids and we would play dress up.” I had to admit that I was curious and that it sounded like fun. I agreed and we headed over to her house and her room to do it. On the way there we went through the kitchen and told our moms what we were going to do, we also had no secrets from our moms. Faith thought it was a wonderful idea and mom just wanted to be sure that I was OK. Dr. Ellen looked at me with a raised eyebrow and asked me if I was ready to handle the results. I shrugged my shoulders and told her that time would tell.

Amanda’s room was very similar to mine with the exception that it was decorated in pink and white and she had posters of cute guys on her walls, I felt comfortable in her room like I was meant to be in a girly room. “Off with those clothes!” she ordered. I saluted her with a giggle and removed my robe and PJ’s. Standing in my underwear she frowned at me and repeated her order, “Off with those clothes, all the clothes!” “Girls do not wear boxers.” She said as she went to her drawer and pulled out a pair of pink panties and threw them to me, next came a matching bra. I just stood there holding the feminine undergarments staring at them. “Well? They won’t put themselves on!” she reminded me, so off with the boxers and on went the pink panties, without thinking I tucked my little penis between my legs and pulled the panties all the way up.

I looked down to see a flat smooth crotch and I liked what I saw and smiled. The bra was a little trickier and she had to show me how it went on, she pulled her top off and used her own body to demonstrate how to put on a bra. I had seen her topless before but this time I took note at how big her breasts were, she was a 34B I felt a little jealous for some strange reason. Once I got the bra on it looked funny with the empty cups and sadness came over my face. “Don’t worry sis, I’ve got that covered.” She said as she went to her closet and pulled out a pink box opening it to reveal two breast forms. “Grandma used them after her mastectomy until she got the implants.” She said. She removed them from the box and placed them into the empty cups of my bra; instantly I felt different I could feel the weight of the breasts pulling on the bra causing me to stand with a straighter back.

“Wow you look hot.” She exclaimed, I shot a glance in the mirror and was shocked to see a girl in her pink underwear looking back. I still had my face but my body looked totally different, I had a flat crotch and breasts and it looked right! I felt right; I was comfortable seeing myself in the mirror for the first time. I smiled a great big smile and knew that Amanda had released the girl in me.

“Are you going to just stare at yourself all day, or are we going to finish getting you dresses? She said with a giggle. She must have known that I felt good in the bra and panties and let me enjoy myself a little longer before pulling me away from the mirror. “OK, the next time you see yourself will be when I’m done! Deal?” “Deal” I responded and allowed her to finish dressing me and putting on my make-up. She was curling my hair when Faith came into the room to check up on us and she just stood there with her mouth open staring at me. “Mom get out! You will ruin the surprise!” Amanda said and her mom quietly turned and left the room. “OK sis are you ready to see the real you?” she asked me. I took a deep breath feeling the breast forms rising and falling with my breath and said, “Yes.” Amanda turned the chair around and had me stand with my back to the mirror. I was a little shaky in the heels she had me wear; it was fortunate that she and I had the same size feet.

I steadied myself and found my balance then she had me close my eyes and turn around, she was making this so dramatic but then that’s what drama queens do I guess. “Open your eyes sis!” she said and I did, what I saw totally blew me away. In front of me staring back was a beautiful girl wearing a pink summer dress that had spaghetti straps over her shoulders a tight bodice that hugged her breasts a smooth taper to her waist and a flared skirt that flowed over her hips and ended just above her knees. Her legs looked shapely standing there in her three-inch heels in a matching pink.

I looked at her face as she looked back at mine, her make-up was simple but it brought out her beautiful brown eyes that had black eyeliner defining them and she had long beautiful lashes, which were also black. Her cheeks looked bronzed by the sun and she had glossy pink lips that looked irresistible to kiss. Her hair was flowing down the side of her head in curls and her bangs were combed over to one side and held in place with a pretty pink clip. This girl was beautiful and she was me! I started to feel weak in the knees and had to sit down but I never looked away from my reflection. This is what I should look like, this was the real me! I thought. I started to tear up and was warned by Amanda that if I started to cry that I would have to redo my make-up myself.
I tried to hold my emotions in but I just couldn’t do it, I was happy that I looked good as a girl. I wanted to scream to the world, “Look at me this is who I am, I am a girl!” I started to cry for joy and even with her warning I ended up having to redo my make-up, she did help me though and I ended up looking just as good as the first time. “Let’s introduce your mom to her new daughter.” She said as she grabbed my hand on pulled me off of the chair, walking in the heels took a bit of effort but I was a natural in them and was soon keeping up with Amanda as we walked back to my house. I noticed that my hips swayed from side to side making my dress swish as I walked and the feeling of the air flowing up my dress was driving my senses crazy with excitement. I loved the feeling of wearing a dress and I loved the way my legs looked in the heels, I relaxed and allowed my body to move on it’s own not realizing that I was moving in a very natural feminine way.

Walking into the house and heading to the kitchen where mom usually was I felt nervous at how she was going to react. We entered the kitchen to find it empty but we could hear voices in the back yard so we headed out there to find the source of the voices.
Mom was talking with Faith and Dr. Ellen as they relaxed by the pool drinking iced tea, mom looked up and saw the two young ladies standing there and it took her almost a full minute to realize that I was one of the young ladies. “Oh my goodness!” she exclaimed and stood up and gave me a hug. “You look fabulous honey, I just knew you would look good!” mom stated. I almost started crying again but managed to keep it under control.

I thanked her and we all sat down, without thinking I smoothed the dress under my bum before sitting and crossed my legs above the knee after I had sat, Dr. Ellen noticed this and smiled at my feminine gesture. “Do you like what you see in the mirror?” asked Dr. Ellen, already knowing the answer; she just wanted me to say it. “Yes I do, in fact I love what I see!” I boldly stated. “I know now that I was supposed to be a girl.” Tears came to mom’s eyes and she reached across the patio table and took my hand. “I am so happy that you have found yourself.” She said. “I have been so worried that I was loosing you, after you father died I have been so busy dealing with everything that I had forgotten about how you were taking it.” “I am sorry for not being there for you in you moment of grief.” I stood up and hugged mom holding her tight as we both cried, soon we were in the middle of a group hug and we all felt better afterwards.

Dr. Ellen said that it was good for us to release all the built up tension that we had in us and that maybe we should have a special mother daughter bonding ceremony. I was confused about that one, I have never heard of such a ceremony. Amanda started to smile and then laugh as she saw the quizzical look on my face. “Shopping silly, we need to take you to the Mall and shop!” Amanda said between her laughter. “Are you serious?” “I’m not ready to go out in public looking like this!” All the women looked at me like I was from the Moon, “Honey you look fantastic” mom said, “No one will know you are not a girl, and besides we will all be with you.”

There was no winning against their logic, I did look fantastic and I could not even tell that there was a boy under this dress. It was decided and we were all going to the Mall. Before we left mom handed me a white purse and told me to put my stuff in it. I quickly returned to Amanda’s room and gathered all the make-up I thought I would need and returned to the women. “Lets see how you did.” Amanda said taking my purse and opening it, she was impressed that I had gathered all the right stuff and raised an eyebrow when she saw the tampon in my purse. She gave me a weird look and I told her that a girl should always be prepared for emergencies. “She is definitely a girl!” she stated handing my purse back to me, I blushed when she said that and mom gave me a hug. Mom handed me my wallet, which looked funny, a guy’s wallet going into a very feminine purse. “First thing I’m going to buy is a new wallet.” I said and we all laughed.

The five of us jumped into moms Mini Van and off to the Mall we went, it was late April and a hot day so I was glad that I was wearing a sundress. It was cool on the body and I was able to withstand the heat of the van until the air conditioner started working. Amanda was wearing a sundress as well so we looked like sisters and I was glad that she was there. I would not be experiencing this moment without her, I loved her as a sister and in a way we were becoming just that. The Mall was packed being a Saturday and all the stores had sales on for spring and summer.

Our first stop was the jewelry store were mom insisted that I get my ears pierced, I was a little leery because I still had a month and a half left of school. “How am I going to hide pierced ears at school?” I asked. “You aren’t, you are going to wear the studs proudly.” Amanda stated, “A lot of guys have their ears pierced and besides you’re in drama club no one will think it strange.” So I ended up with two piercing in each ear and sporting two sets of diamond studs the second set being slightly smaller than the first. I had to admit that I did look good with the earrings and I relaxed and started to enjoy the “bonding ceremony.”

Mom looked happy and somewhat proud to be seen with me, I had always known that mom had wished for a girl when she was pregnant with me but when I turned out to be a boy she was just as happy. I guess mom will finally get the daughter she had always wanted I thought. The next stop was the lingerie store, my heart was pounding like a jackhammer when mom picked out several bras in different styles and told me to go try them on. I froze like a deer in the headlights, the look of fear was clearly written on my face and if it wasn’t for Amanda I would have probable peed myself right there in the store. “Let’s go Cally I will help you fit the bra’s.” she said and took me by the hand into the change rooms.

“Where did Cally come from?” I asked. “Well you sort of look like Cally from CSI Miami but with dark hair.” She calmly said. I looked in the mirror and I sort of saw the resemblance to her and had to agree, at least she is beautiful I thought. I lowered the straps of the sundress off my shoulders and pulled the dress down exposing my bra and breasts. I got sad when I removed the bra and the breasts went with it, but felt good when I put a new bra on and inserted the breasts into it. I loved the way I looked with breasts and I wanted to have my own right now! All the choices mom made were great and I ended up wearing one of them out of the change rooms. It was a strapless bra that held up my breast wonderfully and allowed me to bare my shoulders by removing the straps on the dress.
I felt so feminine wearing a strapless dress and it showed in how I walked and moved. Mom marveled at the way I had become so feminine so fast, it just felt natural. Mom bought me five bras and several pairs of panties; I blushed when she picked out three pairs of thong panties for me. “Mom, I can’t wear those!” I said but she just smiled and ignored my complaint. Amanda whispered to me that I was going to love the thong, that it would make me feel so sexy and girly. I blushed again and could not wait to see if she was right. I ended up with a lot of new lingerie as well as several nightgowns and baby dolls for sleep. I was getting so excited that it was starting to spill out as I was giggling and whispering things with Amanda just like two teenage girls.

The women just smiled and shook their heads having a hard time believing that I was really a boy under that feminine dress. Dr. Ellen said something to mom and she smiled and nodded then turned to smile at me once again. Dr. Ellen excused herself for a while so she could make a phone call and said that she would catch up with us girls later. It felt good to be included in with the girls and I smiled and gave her a hug before she left.

We continued to hit the stores like a hurricane, I lost count of how many outfits I tried on, I was having such a good time, I would model all the outfits for mom and the others and we would all choose which ones looked good on me. Amanda wanted to buy me a bikini but I was too scared to wear it and we finally settled on a sexy one piece that would cover up everything and still looked nice. We had shopped the entire morning and we started to get hungry so we decided to go to TGIF’s for lunch.

Mom called Dr. Ellen and informed her where we were and hung up. We got a table large enough for six and sat down, I was wondering why such a big table when Dr. Ellen showed up with a gentleman. She introduced him as Bruce a friend of hers and they sat down, we all introduced ourselves to him, I calling myself Cally as I shook his hand. He looked at me for a while and commented that I looked a little like Cally from CSI Miami. Amanda and I started to giggle at that and we had to tell him it was an inside joke between us girls. He nodded and whispered something to Dr. Ellen and turned to smile at us once more.

We all ordered our food and I was surprised that I had gotten my appetite back with a vengeance, I finished my California wrap and salad and still had room for a piece of hot chocolate fudge which Amanda and I split. The entire time I noticed that Bruce was looking at me but trying to hide it, he was good but I still noticed, it wasn’t a uncomfortable staring but one of amazement, I thought he was just amazed at how much a tiny girl could eat.

Re-energized from the food we had eaten we continued our “bonding ceremony”, Amanda and I continued to try on outfits for our moms, and mom continued to buy me cloths. I think I had a full wardrobe and then some when I realized that when would I be able to wear all these cloths? I was a boy and on Monday I would be going back to school as a boy. I suddenly felt sick to my stomach and had to sit down, Amanda asked me what was wrong and I started to cry. “I don’t want to go back to being a boy!” I cried, “I hate being a boy, it’s not me!” my tears were flowing down my face. Mom and Faith joined Amanda and me on the bench and tried to calm me down, Dr. Ellen and her friend stood back and watched the incident unfold without interfering.

Mom finally asked Dr. Ellen for help and she stepped in and asked me to come with her and her friend, I looked at mom and she nodded so I got up and followed them to the elevator. We entered and took it up to the sixth floor, I didn’t even know the Mall had a sixth floor until Bruce said that it was the professional building attached to the Mall. We walked down the hall to an office and entered in, it looked like a doctors office waiting room and there was a young lady sitting behind a desk working on a computer.

“Sally could you re-schedule my appointments for this afternoon.” Bruce said with a smile and the girl nodded and picked up the phone. I was brought into an inner office and asked to sit down on the couch; Dr. Ellen brought me a glass of water and some pills and asked me to swallow the pills. I complied and in a few minutes I felt calmer and relaxed a little. “I am sorry for how I am acting.” I said as I wiped the remainder of my tears and make-up off my eyes. “I must look a mess.” I stated. Bruce stood there watching me for a few minutes before he started to speak.

“Cally, you need to know that I am also a Doctor and not just a friend of Ellen’s.” he said, “I am a Psychologist who works with teens and their patents to help them deal with all sorts of issues.” He continued. “When Ellen told me about you I was a little skeptical of your condition but promised her I would see you. I was not planning on contacting you until next week. When Ellen told me to meet her for lunch I did not think anything into it, when I met you and the others I still was not suspicious as to her motives. It was not until you broke down that I realized that you were the boy she was talking about.” I sat there listening to him talk.

“You are an amazing girl Cally, I would not have known you were a boy if you would not have started to cry.” “I strongly believe that you truly are a girl, from the way you talk to the way you move everything is feminine.” ‘If what Ellen is telling me about your physical condition turns out to be true I think it would be best if you continue to be a girl.” I stared at him like he was an alien, was he saying what I think he is saying? “You want me to stay dressed as a girl? I asked. “Yes that is what I am saying, you obviously are very comfortable wearing dresses and I think it would hurt you more if you were not allowed to continue to be a girl.” “That is my professional recommendation, and I would also recommend that you start on hormone therapy as soon as we get your test results back from the lab.”

I was in a daze from what he was saying, could it be possible that I could be a girl all the time? I had just started wearing a dress today and now he is saying that I should wear one all the time? I knew in my heart that I wanted to be a girl; from the first moment I saw my reflection in the mirror I knew that that was who I was. “Are you serious? Can I really be a girl?” I asked. “From what I have already see Dear you are already a girl, all we have to do is match the body to the mind.” He said. I jumped up and gave him a hug squeezing him around his neck; I think I caught him off guard because he started to blush and Dr. Ellen started to laugh.
“Lets get you cleaned up and reunited with your mom OK?” asked Dr. Ellen. “OK” I responded and she led me to the washroom so I could redo my make-up. She watched me as I reapplied my eyeliner and mascara and re-did my pink lip-gloss like I had been doing it all my life. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror and turned to her, “ I’m ready Dr. Ellen.” “Just call me Ellen, OK honey?” she said “OK” I responded and we left the washroom. Mom and the others were waiting in the waiting room and when they saw me mom gave me a hug. “Dr. Bruce says that I can be a girl all the time!” I told mom. Mom smiled and agreed with him that I definitely could.

It had been a long day and we decided to head home we had enough cloths and shoes to last me till summer at least. Amanda held my hand all the way home and was happy that I was feeling better. Back in my room I emptied my closet of all the ugly boy cloths and hung up all my pretty girl cloths. I put all the boy cloths into boxes and planed on giving them to charity. I changed out of Amanda’s dress and put on one of my new jean skirts and tub tops that I had just bought. I felt so good wearing girl cloths they were so soft and comfortable. I changed my hairstyle putting it up in a ponytail and adding a big bow to it. Amanda pulled out a nail file and shaped my nails and then put on a pink polish that looked so cute on me. I loved the way the polish made my hands look even more feminine.

Mom called us down for dinner and we scrambled down the stairs and into the kitchen trying to see who could get there first, it was a tie. Faith and mom were finishing up making the food and Amanda and I set the table. Mom could see that I was so much more outgoing as a girl; I was happy and comfortable with being a girl. As we sat to eat we talked about how our day went avoiding bringing up my “episode” at the end. The food was fantastic, mom was an excellent cook and she promised me that she would teach me how to cook as well. We cleaned up the dishes and sat back down to relax a little with some coffee and pie that mom had made.

Mom brought up her concern about me returning to school on Monday, was I going to go as Cally or as Chris. I had forgotten about that, I was just so happy being Cally. “I can get letters from the Doctors excusing you from P.E. and I can also get letters for the Principle to allow you to dress as a girl, but what are you going to do about the other students?” I was at a loss for ideas and was afraid that I would have to finish the year as Chris. Amanda got a silly grin on her face and then started laughing. “What is so funny?” I asked her. “Let me make a few calls and I will tell you if my plan will work, just hold on!” with that she left the room pulling out her cell phone.

It was probably half and hour when she returned smiling and giggling. “OK here is the plan.” She said rubbing her hands together; I sat there giving her my full attention. Her plan was that I would go to school dressed as a girl and that several other guys from the drama club were going to do the same, we would tell everyone that we were trying out for a community theater play and that we had to live the roll before the auditions and that if we got the roll we would have to stay dressed that way until the show was over. I thought that that was a great idea but what if someone checked the community theater and found out that there was no such a roll?

Amanda smiled again giving me a devilish look, “Oh but there is and you my dear have the lead female roll.” She stated. Now I was confused? When did I audition for the roll and how did I get it. Amanda continued, “I talked to the director of the theater and told him everything and he agreed completely with my plan, you are to be the lead in “Romeo and Juliet” as Juliet. “But how, aren’t there lots of girl vying for that role? Why me?” I was even more confused. Laughing she continued, “When I told him your situation he thought that it would be great if he did an original reproduction of the play using only guys for all the roles just like back in the day.

“That is fantastic!” mom stated, “I would love to see that, especially if my baby is in the lead role as Juliet” “The best part is that it will not show until fall so everyone will see you dressed as a girl all summer long and will not think anything of it, and after the play is over I don’t think anyone will remember who Chris was.” “Now only the lead female roll will have to stay living as a girl while the other support roles will only need to dress for the show.” She was now smiling from ear to ear and very proud that she had thought of this plan. “Amazing, are you serious? They would do all that just for me?” I started to tear up and grabbed a hankie to dab my eyes. ‘Your friends love you Cally, they all know what is happening with you and they all agreed to help you.” I was shocked, “You told them?” “Yes, and believe it or not they all seemed to already suspect that you were not a guy underneath.” “Hell, Peter even offered to be your date for the junior prom!”

My mind was in a swirl; this was all happening too fast, it could not be true I must be dreaming. I started to get dizzy and then blackness. I woke up laying on the couch with a cool damp cloth on my head and mom staring down at me. “What happened?” “You fainted honey.” Was all mom said. “Are you feeling better now?” Amanda said from the other side of the couch. “I thought I was the drama queen?” she said with a giggle, which got me to smile and sit up on the couch. “Sorry, it’s just that all of this is happening so fast. What if it does not work?” “I know a lot of the jocks will want to pound me into dust when they see me in a dress.” I was truly concerned for my safety; they had already beaten me up several times leaving me to nurse bruised ribs and black eyes. Amanda told me not to worry that she had taken care of everything.

Feeling better Amanda and I went up to my room to pick out what I was going to wear to school on Monday, I had to change my bra to be able to try on the cloths and I once again felt sad when my breast came off with the bra. “I was going to wait until later but I think now is a good time.” Amanda said and pulled out a tube of surgical glue and covered the back of one of my breast forms. “Lay down on the bed!” she commanded and I complied. She positioned the breast over my own and pressed down on it and held it there for a couple of minutes. She repeated the action on my other breast and then told me to stand up.

I was suddenly hit with the full weight of the breasts hanging from my body, now they were not huge breasts just a B cup but for someone who never had breasts and suddenly now did it felt huge. I instantly loved the feeling of having breasts and I grabbed them with both hands and cupped them feeling them on my chest. “Oh my God, I love it!” I ecstatically exclaimed. “I fell so feminine having breasts” “You better love them because you are stuck with them for the next three months!” Amanda stated, “That glue is designed to hold them there that long.” I did not care I was in heaven I had breasts! The best part was that they were not cheep breast forms and they warmed to my body and also conformed to my skin tone making it nearly impossible for anyone who was not a doctor to tell that they were not real.

Now that I had breasts the cloths all seemed to fit so much better my mood and attitude changed as well and I was behaving even more like a girl. Amanda and I would giggle and hug just like two girls would she was my BFF. We finally narrowed down my choices to two dresses but could not choose; I called mom to help me choose. She insisted that I model both dresses with accessories and shoes so I gladly did. I never liked trying on cloths before because they were boring boy cloths but now I loved trying them on. Mom was a little shocked to find that we had attached the breasts but did not say anything. I think even mom liked the way I looked with breasts; I was looking more like the daughter she always wanted.

Mom decided that the baby blue dress was the better of the two and the safest choice for it did not revel my breasts too much. I loved that dress, it was a simple cotton dress with a teardrop neck that showed just a hint of cleavage, and the body of the dress hugged my body showing off my curves. Surprisingly I had curves, it wasn’t until after I put on my first dress that I noticed that I had hips and a small waist, I guess I never wore the right cloths to show them off before. The hem of the dress was well above my knees but not so short that I would be flashing my panties when I sat or bent down. My shoes were sandals with a three-inch heel and straps that wound up my leg and ended at my calf. My legs looked sexy in them and I felt sexy in them as well.

I took off the dress and hung it up for Monday and put my skirt and tube top back on, this time I did not put the bra on. I loved how my breasts felt on my chest and how they moved like they had a mind of their own. We all returned to the kitchen and we helped mom and Faith do the dishes and finish cleaning the kitchen. There was a knock on the back door and then Bob came walking in saying hello to everyone, when he saw me he froze and his mouth dropped open. He did not know what to say finally mom broke the silence. “I’m sorry Bob, have you met my daughter Cally?” With a big smile on his face he said, “No I have not had the pleasure, pleased to meet you young lady.” And he gave me a kiss on the cheek I blushed.

We all retired to the patio and watched the sun set and enjoyed the warm spring night. Amanda and I were chatting about school and what I was going to do when we changed the topic to what we were going to do tomorrow. It was Sunday and it promised to be a very hot day, I was thinking of wearing my new shorts and a tank top with a pair of sandals. Amanda thought that that would be good and decided she would wear the same, we had become even closer that before and now we were starting to dress the same. Mom suggested that maybe I could brake in my new bathing suit and go for a swim, Amanda quickly agreed and said that it would be fun. I could not argue with that.

It was nearing midnight when we all decided we needed our beauty sleep and we called it a night. I hugged and kissed Bob and Faith good night and promised Amanda that I would see her in the morning after breakfast. I went up to my room and got ready for bed, there was a lot more to do now. I had to remove my make-up and cleanse my face and then put on some night cream that would keep my skin soft. I looked in the mirror and saw a girl looking back, even without make-up my face seemed to look even girlier that before. I smiled at the thought that I would be a girl from now on and left the bathroom, heading to my room. Mom intercepted me and asked me to join her in her room; I entered her room and saw that she had set up a chair near her vanity for me to sit on. “Honey, if you are serious about being a girl we need to fix your eyebrows.” “Bushy brows don’t look good on a girl!” she stated. “I’m all yours mom, make my brows look proper for a girl.” I confidently said. I did not know that it would cause so much pain!

When I next looked in the mirror I was definitely looking at a girl! I had beautiful arched eyebrows that screamed girl! I was getting giddy with joy I was erasing all traces of Chris from my life and my brows were just one step closer to being Cally forever. I returned to my room and took off my cloths and panties and put my baby-doll panties on. They had ruffles on the bum and felt so soft and feminine, I then put on the baby doll and let it slide down my body. I loved the sensual softness of the material and how my breasts caused the material to stick out in front of me. I turned to my full-length mirror on my closet door and looked at the whole picture. I saw a girl in a red baby-doll nightie looking back at me, she was the prettiest girl I have ever seen and she was me!

That night I dreamed I was going to the junior prom with Peter and I was wearing a Cinderella dress full of ruffles and tears of material, my breasts sticking out proudly showing the world that I was a girl. He danced with me and then he kissed me, I loved it and it made me feel warn inside. My breasts tingled with excitement and I could feel my panties getting wet wanting him to kiss me more, I wanted to do more that just kiss and encouraged him to go further. His hand slid up under my dress and he caressed my thigh feeling higher and higher until he touched the seam of my panties. I moaned as I anticipated his touch on my crotch on my pussy but it never came, I looked at him and he looked at me and said that he didn’t touch other guys “things”. I started to cry and turned and ran away running as fast as my dress would allow.

Mom woke me with a touch to my head telling me it was only a dream, I had been crying in my sleep and I had woken her up. I hugged her and cried some more telling her about my dream and my fear that I would never be whole, that I would never be the girl that I want to be. She calmed me down and hugged me till I fell back to sleep, I didn’t have any more dreams that night and slept till my alarm went off at nine. I woke and I could still remember my dream it was so vivid that it sent shivers up my back. I decided that I would do all that I could to never have the dream come true and went to take a shower.

The shower was refreshing and I dried off and wrapped a towel around my body from the breasts down and another around my head keeping my hair off my body. I made my way back to my room to find Amanda sitting on my bed; she was smiling as I entered my room. She was a morning person were I was a night person, how could anyone be so happy in the morning? “Good morning sis.” She cheerfully sang, I just growled at her and then smiled, I loved the sound of her calling me “sis.” She let me get my panties on and bra before bombarding me with questions on how did I like sleeping with breasts and so on. I told her about my dream and how real it felt and how mom woke me up because I was crying. All she heard was that I kissed Peter in my dream and she wanted to know if I liked it. “Well? Did you like it, did you want more?” I told her that I was enjoying the dream up until he said that he didn’t touch other boys “Things.” “I don’t want to have a “Thing.” I told her nearly starting to cry. She hugged me and told me that all would be OK.

She helped me get ready and she styled my hair in a sexy feminine style that made me look older that what I was. I looked good in my shorts and I tucked my little flaccid penis back to give me a flat smooth look. And my breasts looked good in my bra and tank top. You could see my bra straps as well as the straps of my top and I looked just like any other teenage girl. Amanda commented on my new eyebrows and added just a little extra eye shadow to bring out my eyes. With just the right amount of lip-gloss I was ready to face the world and we went down to have breakfast.

Mom greeted us with a cheery hello and a big smile, she too was a morning person and it made me sick, just kidding. I was starting to like getting up in the morning especially if a girl greeted me in the mirror. We ate our breakfast fairly quickly because Amanda said she had a surprise waiting for me and that we had to hurry if I wanted to see it. We helped mom with the dishes and grabbed our purses and started to head out, I had to stop at the hall mirror to redo my lip-gloss, and Amanda just smiled and waited for me to finish. We started to walk down the block towards the community theater and the anticipation was building, I started to bug Amanda to give me some hints as to what the surprise was but she would not go for it. “You will just have to wait like a good girl for your surprise.” She said and then smiled. She was up to something and I was not sure if I wanted to be part of it.

We made it to the theater and walked around to the back door where all the staff entered, she pulled out a key and opened the door for us. “When did you get a key for the door? I asked, she smiled and told me it was for her job at the theater when she had to be there earlier then when it opened. We entered and headed to the stage, I could see the stage was all set up for the auditions and thought that she wanted me to get an early look at what I was in for. I walked right to the center of the stage and looked out to where the audience would be, it was bigger than the auditorium at school and for a second I got butterflies in my stomach. “Don’t let the size of it fool you, you won’t even notice the audience once you start acting.” Said a male voice from the wings. It startled me and I let out a small squeak and I clutched my breast, Amanda started to giggle.

Mr. Thompson was the director of the theater and he directed all the plays that went on there. When he came out of the shadows he was a fairly tall man in his early fifties with salt n’ pepper hair and a fit figure, he obviously took care of himself. “Sorry to startle you miss I was expecting someone else.” He said and then Amanda started to laugh. He looked at her and then at me, back to her and then back to me. His mouth dropped open as he stared at me.

Mr. Thompson I would like you to meet Cally, your next Juliet!” Amanda said as she walked up beside me. His mouth was still open and he was at a loss for words. “My god, you are incredible, I would never have suspected you were a boy!” he stammered out. I thanked him for his compliment and shook his hand. “I can see why Amanda wants to do this for you.” He said, “You are too beautiful to be a boy!” I blushed and had to look down to the floor to avoid his stare. He saw that as a very feminine act and repeated his statement about me being a boy.

I heard other voices coming from the back of the stage area and saw all my friends from the drama club and choir coming onto the stage. My heart started to pound and I had to hold onto Amanda’s hand so I would not bolt from the stage. Several of the guys were there walking together and I saw that Peter was with them. Peter was different from the other drama guys, he was tall 6’ and muscularly built he could have easily been a jock but he loved to act and did not like the way jocks behaved. I thought about my dream and I blushed feeling the butterflies return to my stomach.

Everyone was on stage all gathered around us the girls all talking together whispering and giving me glances, some of the guys were looking me over like I was a piece of meat. It made me feel uncomfortable a bit and I was getting scared. “OK we are all here, where is Chris?” asked one of the guys from choir, he was looking directly at me when he said it. At that moment it hit me, they did not recognize me they had no idea who I was. “Chris is already here with us.” Amanda said everyone started to look around to see if they could find me. I started to smile and I noticed Peter staring right at me, He smiled and gave me a wink, but never let on that he had found me.

Amanda in her usual over dramatic style asked everyone to close their eyes and that she would reveal where “Chris” was. They all closed their eyes and she waited for a minute before telling them to open their eyes. Nobody had moved everything looked just the way it was when they closed their eyes, “Hey what gives?” Terry from the drama club said, “Where is Chris? Peter walked up to me and in a grand manor bowed before me and asked “May I be your Romeo my Juliet?” I blushed and curtsied. “You will have to prove your worthiness dear sir.” I responded. Suddenly everyone went quiet you could hear a pin drop, then a lot of “Oh my gods” and “No way?” were heard.

Amanda spoke up and introduced me to everyone, “I would like you all to meet Cally the next and best Juliet this theater will ever see.” I heard clapping and whistling, and then all the girls swarmed me asking me thousands of questions. I tried to answer as many as I could but they were coming to fast. Peter whistled loudly and all went silent, he took me by the hand and led me over to a chair and had me sit. “OK everyone gather around.” He said. Everyone obeyed his command and they all sat on the stage in a semi-circle around me. “Now let her explain this just once and everyone pay attention, I don’t want to have her repeat herself.” He gave me a light squeeze on the shoulder after he finished his speech.

I took it from the beginning right from my doctor’s appointment to Amanda dressing me up to our shopping trip the day before. Everyone just sat there not saying anything, until one of the girls from choir stood up and gave me a hug and welcomed me into the group. One after the other all the girls got up and welcomed me to girlhood. I could feel myself tearing up and tried to hold it in. Then it was the guy’s turn, Terry looked at me and hugged me and told me it was OK to cry, “Girls can do that you know?” he said. Once everyone had welcomed me as Cally we got down to business on planning how we were going to do this at school.

By noon we had our plan set up and everyone agreed on it, we were all getting hungry and Peter suggested that we head over to the Pizza Hut and have some lunch. I had to call home to tell mom that we were OK and that we were going out for pizza. Peter was looking at me and shaking his head but smiling, I asked him what was wrong. “You are definitely too pretty to be a guy! He stated, “I always knew there was something different about you but I could not figure out what. Now I know it was because you were a girl all this time.” I blushed again and had to look away from his eyes. I could not get my dream out of my head and for some reason I started to wonder what it would be like to kiss a guy.

The hostess at Pizza Hut must have gone into shock when she saw twenty teens come walking into the restaurant. We all wanted to sit together but had to settle to take over an entire wing of the restaurant. All the girls wanted to sit with me so they could ask more questions and talk about the guys as well. Peter relented and had to sit with the guys, he looked a little sad, did he really find me pretty? I felt a warm feeling in my stomach when I thought of Peter and it was weird. I never felt than when I thought of the other guys?

We ordered our food and had a wonderful time talking, several of the girls insisted that I call them the next time we went shopping and I promised I would. I noticed a lot of the guys would look over at me and shake their heads and then say something to each other and they would all nod in agreement. I wanted to know what they were saying and I made a mental note to ask Peter what that was. We spent nearly one hour talking and eating until all the food was gone and everyone had to go home or elsewhere. Leaving all the guy’s promised to be ready for tomorrow and that they would look out for me. I thanked them with a hug, which made many of them blush as they left. All who were left were Peter, Amanda, Amy, Sara and myself. Amy and Sara were soon going to be two of my best friends besides Amanda.

Walking home Amanda mentioned that she and I were going to go for a swim and to my horror they all wanted to join us, even Peter. I looked at Amanda like I wanted to kill her but she smiled and gave me a hug which deflated my anger. We all agreed to meet at my house in one hour and to bring a towel and their bathing suits. Arriving at home I told mom what had happened and how Amanda opened her mouth and invited the gang over for a swim. “How many in this Gang?” mom inquired. I told her and she relaxed and said it was OK and that she would have refreshments ready for us.

Amanda ran home to change into her bikini and I was going to put on my new bathing suit. Mom asked me if this guy coming over was the same Peter from my dream. I blushed and said yes with a smile then ran up to my room. For a strange reason I wanted to look extra girly for Peter, I did not need to worry about that. Seeing myself in the bathing suit reassured me that I looked girly enough, the front of the suit was flat like any other girls and my breasts stretched out the material in a very sexy way, you could almost make out the nipples on my breasts. I got a warm feeling again thinking about what Peter would say when he sees me in this very girly bathing suit.

“Are we done admiring ourselves?” I herd Amanda say from the door. I blushed at being caught looking at myself in the mirror, she smiled and reassured me that I looked good and that peter would like it. I turned an even brighter red when she said that and acted like I didn’t know what she was talking about. “I’ve been watching you all day girl, you are acting like a girl who has a crush on a boy and is too shy to admit it.” She said. I had to admit that Peter did interest me and that he was not surprised that I wanted to be a girl. “He likes you Cally, I can see how he acts around you, ever before you “came out” he always treated you like one of the girls, you just didn’t see it.” I tried to remember how he was towards me and had to admit that he did treat me different that the other guys.

Could he have known something about me that I did not see? Was he gay? No, he always dated the prettiest girls in school and they never complained about how he treated them. He was a hunk and had the choice of any single girl in school he was definitely not gay! Why would he be interested in me, I am just a fuck up guy, right? I was driving myself crazy asking all these questions and not receiving any answers, I had to ask him to find the truth. Talking about Peter I could hear his voice downstairs talking with mom, oh god what was mom telling him? I could not make out the conversation. One last look in the mirror and I grabbed my towel and went to meet them in the kitchen.

“Hi Peter, I hope I did not keep you waiting long?” I said as I entered the room, my eyes locked onto his body and I nearly lost my breath. He was wearing a muscle shirt and board shorts that showed off his physic gloriously, he was definitely a hunk! His broad shoulders stood out from the shirt and his muscular chest stretched the material as it hugged his body. You could trace his six-pack through the material as it tapered to his waist. I blushed as I saw him and the butterflies returned to my stomach leaving me speechless for a few seconds. Mom saw my reaction and started to giggle and tried to hide it from Peter. I grabbed his hand and pulled him out the back door to the yard and the pool.

“Your mom is cool.” He said as I led him to the pool were Amanda and Amy were already in the water playing around. Amanda looked up and saw me holding his hand and smiled and said something to Amy. I had not realized that I was still holding his hand and I blushed and quickly let go, Peter seemed saddened by that but got over it quickly when he saw our pool. Dad had it built several years before because he used to be a competitive athlete in the Tri-athelon’s and needed a place to train, I learned how to swim in this pool. Peter pulled off his shirt and dove into the pool, he was a good swimmer and I watched him swim for a few minutes.

I was just getting ready to enter the pool when Sara showed up, now the gang was all here I thought. My thought’s soon changed to “Oh my God” when I felt two hands on my legs pulling me into the water. I hit the water and sank to the bottom before surfacing spitting out water; I looked around to see whom it was that pulled me in to find Amanda and Amy trying to swim away. I took off after them, easily catching up and pulling them under by their feet. We were soon laughing and enjoying the cool water on the hot day, Sara had joined us in the pool and we were all playing around. About an hour later mom brought out some sodas and sandwiches for us to enjoy, Amanda was the first out of the pool. Peter being the gentleman gave me his hand to help me out, I grabbed his hand and he effortlessly pulled me out of the pool and caught me in his arms.

I stood there for a few seconds being held by him and I looked up at his face to see him when I felt his lips come down and touch mine. I parted my lips allowing his tongue to enter my mouth and search for my tongue, we kiss but for a few seconds but it felt like an eternity. I wanted more and was left standing in his arms with my mouth open begging for more. He smiled and turned away, “God what a tease!” I thought. Then I thought, “He just kissed me!” What the hell am I doing? I looked around to see if anyone had seen what had just happened to find everyone looking at us, even mom! I wanted to die; I blushed and quickly grabbed my towel to cover myself and to hide my face.

I was so confused, just two days ago I was a guy, a small skinny sissy looking guy but a guy nonetheless. Now I am a pretty curvy girl who had just been kissed by a hunk of a guy and I wanted more. Am I crazy to enjoy it? Why did I want him to kiss me more? Why do I have butterflies in my tummy every time I see him or touch him? I wanted to cry, I also wanted to grab him and kiss him some more. God I’m so confused? Everyone seemed to know that I was upset over something and they came over to see if they could help me. I felt a hand on my shoulder and saw that it was Peter, he looked at me and then knelt down beside my chair. “I am sorry, I just could not help it you are so pretty that I forgot that you are new at being a girl” I started to cry and I grabbed him and held on to him.

Mom and Amanda comforted me telling me it was OK if I was confused that they were there to help me sort through my emotions and feelings. Amy and Sara were a little confused by all this and asked what the problem was. “It’s normal for a girl to like a boy.” Sara said, “Yea, it’s no big deal to kiss a boy either, I am a little jealous of you,” stated Amy. That made me feel better and we all started to laugh, “You really see me as a girl?” I asked. In unison like it had been rehearsed they all said, “YES” and then started to laugh again. “I knew from the moment I first saw you in the theater that you are truly a girl” said Peter, “I always knew you were different and I could not explain why I was attracted to you, now I know it’s because you are a girl!”

I was feeling much better about myself and about how I was feeling, Peter was so sweet and I spent the rest of the afternoon swimming around with him and playing in the water with him. He would pick me up and spin me around in the water or just let me float resting my head on his chest. I felt so comfortable with him, he made me feel like a girl and I loved it. The sun was starting to set and we decided that it was time to get out of the pool and dry off, tomorrow was a school day and we had a lot to do at school.

Peter held out my towel for me and as I took it he wrapped me in the towel and his arms around me, it felt good to be in his arms I felt safe. I looked up at him and asked him if he was going to protect me at school, he nodded and gave me a kiss. It felt good and I did not care who saw it, “Of course I am going to protect my girl.” He said. I was caught off guard, “Your girl?” I asked, he blushed “Well… if you want to be my girl.” He shyly said. I could feel my heart doing cartwheels in my breast, I was so happy, “I would be honored to be your girl,” I said and then he kissed me again. This time we stayed in the kiss for a long time our tongues playing tag running all around our mouths. We finally broke the kiss for we needed to get some air, the other girls whistled at our kiss and I blushed but smiled as well.

That night as I was doing my nighttime rituals I was on cloud nine, dreaming abut what had happened and wishing for more. Peter knew that I was still a guy under all my clothes but it did not mater to him, he wanted me for his girl! My thoughts then went to what was going to happen at school tomorrow, mom had letters from the Doctors explaining my situation and what they had to do. I was not worried about the teachers or the Principle they were very open to “alternate” life styles, hell the Principle was in a gay relationship and was even married to his partner. I was afraid of what the jocks and the other guys were going to do.

I tried to sleep but between dreaming about Peter and what the jocks could do to him and me I did not get lots of sleep. Amanda came bursting into my room at six thirty, “Get up girlfriend, time to get you looking fabulous for school.” She said. I looked at my clock and threw my teddy bear at her, “It’s six thirty are you nuts?” I groaned. She insisted that I get up for we had lots to do, “You’re a girl now, there is more to do to get ready now.” She stated. I knew she was right but I still disliked mornings! I got out of bed and took a shower she insisted that I shave any and all hair that I might have on my body that included my pubic hair. Luckily I did not have much and absolutely none on my face, I was just a little confused why I had to shave my pubic hair but she said it was a surprise.

She pulled out a stack of copy paper and showed me instructions on how to use the surgical glue to hide my penis and to make it look like I had a vagina. “I downloaded this last night and I asked your mom if it was OK.” She said. “Mom agreed to this?” I asked I was surprised that mom would agree. “Yea, she said that after yesterday she knew you would never go back to being a boy, especially after the way you and Peter were kissing.” I blushed at the memory of our kiss and allowed Amanda to do the “procedure” without a second thought. It took about thirty minutes for her to finish it all, “All done, now you look just like me down there!” she stated confidently.

I stood and could feel it tug a little but it was not uncomfortable, I looked in the mirror and she was right I did look like a girl between my legs. It even looked like I had lips that would part when I touched them, I touched myself feeling it soft and smooth between my legs, the lips did part a little and I could feel my finger slide in about an inch. “My god it’s perfect!” I gleefully sang “You will have to sit to pee from now on but I don’t see that as a problem do you? She said with a smile. I glanced at her for she knew I had always sat to pee, she giggled and gave me a hug.

Putting my panties on felt different but nice; I did not have to worry about any accidental slips. With my bra on I looked at myself in the mirror once again, I now looked complete, my panties hugged my curves and it even looked like you could see the outline of my “pussy lips”. With my breasts being held up by my bra I had a fair bit of cleavage and I loved the look I was showing. I sat down at my vanity and started to apply my make-up after two days I was getting pretty good and Amanda was impressed with how fast I learned. She still had to do my hair for me but she enjoyed that so it was not a problem. Once my hair was done I slipped the dress on and put on my shoes and looked at myself in the mirror.

I looked even better that before, my hair was flowing in big curls cascading down my back. My make-up flawless, it was simple but effective bringing out my eyes and my lips.
The dress somehow looked even better on me that before showing off my curves and drawing everyone’s eyes to my breasts. Amanda handed me a new pair of hoop earrings that I put in on the bottom holes and I left the diamond studs in on the upper holes. A delicate ladies watch and some bangles and I was ready. My nails were still painted pink and it went very well with the dress. I took a deep breath and we left my room arm in arm heading to the kitchen.

In the kitchen mom, Faith and Bob all sitting at the table, they we awe struck greeted me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Your father would be so proud of you, right now.” Mom said which nearly brought me to tears. “He always new you were special and he loved you unconditionally.” She continued. I gave mom a big hug and told her that I was happy and knew that dad would be happy as well. I normally walked to school with Amanda but because today was different mom took us to school, Bob and Faith wanted to be there as well to show that I had support from my family and friends.

Mom had made an appointment with the principal for eight and classes did not start until nine so we thought we had enough time to make it to homeroom. Arriving at the school there seemed to be a lot of commotion around the information board outside the gym/theater. I was curious as to what it was about but Amanda just smiled and whispered to me that it was the announcement for the try-outs for “Romeo and Juliet.” “You had it posted at school?” I asked, she smiled again and told me not to worry.

Mr. Miller the principal was waiting for us and ushered us into his office, and asked us to have a seat. Looking at Amanda and then me then back at Amanda he just shook his head and took a deep breath. “Well Amanda you certainly did not lie when you told me she was pretty, in fact she is outright beautiful.” Said Mr. Miller. I was now very confused and so was mom and her parents. “Remember about the plan I told you all about?” “Well Mr. Miller here is part of the plan.” She said sticking out her chest with pride.

“This is one part of the plan I wanted to keep as a surprise,” she said smiling; Mr. Miller then filled us in on the rest of the plan. “When Amanda, and Bill (Mr. Thompson) came to me and told me of their plan I was all for it.” “I called together a emergency school board meeting and we talked about how we were going to pull it off.” Said Mr. Miller. I was shocked, all the teachers knew about my dressing as a girl and how I was going to stay a girl! Mr. Miller continued, “We all agreed that Amanda’s plan was a perfect cover for you Cally, so we posted the auditions at school stating that the winner of the role would be living as a girl till the end of the play run.

“Cally you have the full support of all the staff, we have even designated two bathrooms in the school as a safe zone for you and for any girl who is OK with your dressing as a girl.” “You will be allowed to skip P.E. if you like but I thing you should join the girls in their P.E. classes, it would help you get adjusted to the ways girls move.”
“I don’t think we have to worry about that Mr. Miller” Amanda said giggling, which made me blush and mom start to cough. Bob and Faith just looked at each other and then at mom and mom had to tell them what had happened at the pool the day before. I was still blushing when mom had relayed the incidents to them; Mr. Miller just looked at me and smiled.

For the legalities of the situation mom gave the letters from the Doctors to Mike (Mr. Miller) and he read them over and signed them and kept a copy for the school records.
“This might be a little early but I will have all your records changed over to your new name and gender by the end of the week.” Mike said. I was still having trouble believing how fast and easy all of this was going and I was waiting for the real shit to hit the fan. We left his office and headed to our homeroom that was in the drama Dept. we had to cross the entire school building to get there so I was scared. I was holding on to Amanda for emotional support as we walked but no one confronted us in fact no one even gave us a second look.

My confidence was building and I was starting to relax until we turned the corner and ran head on with the jocks from the football team. These were the guys that were making my life a living hell every day at school, I started to shake and Amanda squeezed my hand to give me some courage. I took a deep breath and we continued to walk towards them there was no turning back now they had all seen me. “Ooh fresh meat!” said one of the jocks and they all laughed, Chad the leader of the group and the head tormentor walked up to us and eyed me up and down not recognizing me right away. Then it hit him who I was and his mouth dropped open, “Oh my god, its Chris the little sissy boy” he blurted out. My life was over and I could see it flash before my eyes, I closed my eyes waiting for the punch that was shortly coming my way but nothing happened.

I slowly opened my eyes to see Chad lying on the ground holding his bloody nose looking up at me with fear in his eyes. What had just happened? I looked over my shoulder to see Peter and several others standing behind me, Peter moved in front of me and stood directly over Chad. Chad was not a small guy, he was a senior and the star lineman for the football team, he stood 6’4” and weighed around 240lbs he was a hairless ape and acted that way most of the time. Peter was a junior and was outweighed by about 60lbs and 3”shorter so why was Chad on the ground and not Peter? Peter continued to guard me as Chad rose to his feet wiping the blood from his nose. “You got a lucky punch in drama looser, now prepare to die, you and your sissy “boy friend”. Chad spat out some blood and made a move towards Peter.

It was like a scene out of a Kung Fu movie, Peter swiftly moved out of the way of Chad’s punch slipping in behind him and leveling a punch to his kidney that caused Chad to fall to the floor and to pee himself uncontrollably. All his friends were stunned for a few seconds and then they all started to laugh at Chad for peeing himself. The fight was out of Chad and he was too embarrassed to even make a stupid comment. Peter leaned over Chad and said something into his ear and then left him lying on the floor. He returned to Amanda and me with a giant smile on his face, and I was happy that he was OK. Where did you learn to move like that? I asked as I gave him a big hug. He had promised to protect me and he came through with flying colors.

“I’ve been taking Kung Fu since I was four because my dad is on the Police Force and is an instructor at the academy.” He said mater of fact like it was no big deal. “Could you teach me how to protect myself?” I asked looking into his blue eyes. “Yes I could, I help out my dad teaching a self defense course to women every Thursday night down at the Y.” “Why don’t you and Amanda come and I will teach you some moves that can bring down the biggest of guys.” I was so proud that I was his ‘girl” he was my knight is shining armor and I was starting to fall in love with him.

We made it to homeroom just as the bell was sounding and took our seats, it was nice to be in a room where everyone was your friend, the girls all surrounded me and started commenting on how pretty I looked and how brave Peter was and how lucky I was to not have been beaten up. I realized that I was lucky this time but what about next time; Peter could not be with me 24/7 even if I wanted him to be. Chad was going to be a problem and I hoped that it was only going to be Chad; if he got his friends involved I really would be dead.

Mrs. White was our drama teacher and she was very sympathetic to my plight, we all found out that she had a nephew who like me decided to live life as a girl and about all the struggles she faced trying to get acceptance in her school and community. She said that she would like me to meet her for we had a lot in common and that I could always use a new friend. I thought that would be a wonderful idea and I agreed to meet with her.
My first class was Math and I enjoyed math, funny thing is that all the girls seemed to like math, I don’t know why it just was that way. Mr. Copper was out math teacher and he probably has forgotten more math than anyone could ever learn, he was a genius at math but he was also fin making math easy to learn.

Nothing exciting happened in math, which was a relief to me, no one looked at me funny and all the girls seemed to just accept me as one of them. After class several of the girls and I were walking to our next class when I saw Chad in the hall waiting outside my next class. Oh god what do I do? Peter is not here to save me and I can’t skip class! He is going to catch me in the hall and pound me into the floor, all they will find is a bloody dress and a smear on the floor. I froze with fear not able to move my muscles I was stuck in the classic deer in the headlights syndrome. Chad saw me standing there and started to walk towards me staring at me with a fire in his eyes, I could not move and I once again braced myself for his fist to make contact with my face.

“Cally, Umm… I …Umm…am sorry for reacting to you so violently earlier, and I am sorry for picking on you so much in the past.” He said. I stared at him in total amazement not knowing what to say. He had been making my life hell for almost a year and now suddenly he is asking me for forgiveness? What did Peter say to him? “Why, how?” was all I could say. He looked to the floor acting like a little shy boy and asked me if he could talk to me at lunch, just him and I. Suddenly I felt powerful and in control I told him that he could but that Peter would be close by in case I needed him. Chad smiled and said that I would be safe and arranged to meet me in the cafeteria at lunch.

I walked into my next class in total shock and I don’t think I even heard a single word the teacher said until he called my name. “Cally…Cally! Are you with us?” “Sorry Mr. Carter I was lost in my own world there for a moment” I responded a little shy. “Probably thinking about boys! It’s amazing you girls learn anything these days!” he said, I blushed and the other girls giggled. Most of the guys burst out laughing and it took Mr. Carter ten minutes to settle down the class.

My day was a complete blur until lunch, when I first met up with Peter, I told him what had happened and he promised to be very close if I needed him. “What did you say to him this morning after you knocked him to the floor?” I asked I needed to know if it had anything to do with his sudden change in attitude. Peter looked a little shy and told me that he had grown up living next to Chad and that he knew all his secrets and left it at that. “What does that mean?” I asked. “Let Chad tell you, I think that is what he wants to do.” Peter said and gave me a kiss and walked towards the food line. I saw Chad out of the corner of my eye waiting for me at a table in the corner of the cafeteria.

“Thank you for showing up.” He said being very polite and not acting like the ape he normally was. “Would you like some lunch, my treat?” I could not pass this up, for the last year he had been taking my lunch money every day making me go without food all day. “Yes, I would thank-you.” I said. He smiled and got up and bought me a lunch, returning to the table I saw that the tray was full of food, salads, wraps, soup almost everything that was healthy to eat he had bought. “I didn’t ask you what you wanted so I bought everything that a girl might want.” He said shyly. I had to smile he was trying I had to give him some credit. I took the salad and a wrap and placed it in front of me; he had even brought cutlery and a bottle of water for me.

‘OK Chad what is this all about, for the last year you have treated me like shit and this morning you wanted to kill me, now you are acting all sorry and almost begging for my forgiveness. What’s up?” I said as calmly and as powerfully as I could. Inside of me I was shaking like a leaf and wanting to run for my life. He looked to the floor and then up to me staring me right in the eyes, I could see that he was hurting inside and that there were tears in his eyes. I started to feel sorry for him but I didn’t know why. He cleared his throat and started.

“When I was little I had an older brother who I always looked up to, he was my hero; I wanted to be just like him. He was strong and had no fear of anyone or anything and he was really smart. One day he came home and told us that he had something to tell us, so we all gathered in the living room. He came out to us right there, telling us that he was gay and that he had a boyfriend and that they were going to move to California together.
He was 21 so there was nothing mom and dad could do, but dad blew up at him yelling at him calling him names. Dad disowned him and told him to get out of the house and never come back, that he did not have two sons that I was his only son.” Chad started to tear up and I handed him a napkin. “Thank-you, anyway after Dave left dad turned all his attention to me to make sure that I turned out to be the man that Dave should have been. He tormented me daily to act more macho to never show weakness or feelings, to make fun of those that were weaker, to show my dominance over everyone.”

He was starting to softly cry and I asked him if he would like to continue somewhere more private, he agreed and we left. I shot Peter a glance to let him know that I was OK and that He did not need to worry about me. Chad and I went down to the drama room under the stage where we kept all the costumes for the plays, it was quiet and no one would interrupt us. We sat down on two bean bag chairs getting comfortable and he continued his tale. “Dad made me this way and I hate it, I don’t want to be mean to people but if dad finds out the truth I am dead meat!” I was going to ask what the truth was but I suspected that he was going to tell me. “Cally, I think I am like my brother.” He said starting to cry, “I think I am also gay!” I had to let this sink in before I said anything, I could see that he was hurting and I didn’t want to add to that hurt.

“Well, what makes you think you are gay?” I asked not sure if I even knew what makes a person gay, look at me I am a guy in a dress who has a boyfriend. “Do you like looking at other guy?” I asked. He looked at me and blushed, “Well I like looking at you, does that count?” “Now or before I wore a dress?” I inquired. “Before and now, you were always different than the other guys and it somehow got me excited, that is why I thing I am gay.” He said. “Is that also why you would always pick on me, so that you could see more of me even if you knew it hurt me?” “Yes” he said and started to cry in earnest. I took his hand and held it until he stopped crying.

“You may not like what I have to tell you, so please don’t get angry OK?” I told him. He nodded his head and listened to what I had to say. “I don’t think you are gay, because you like looking at me or that it got you excited. You see, I really am a girl inside and what you were seeing was the real me.” I took a breath and waited for his reaction. I could see the gears turning in his head and then a light went off and a smile came across his face.

“I’m not gay? He questioned, “I’m not gay! He then stated. He looked at me and smiled I like you because you are a girl, I saw that before anyone else but didn’t realize it.” He was so happy that he gave me a big hug that nearly broke my ribs. “Sorry, sometimes I don’t know my own strength.” He said. “So does this mean you no longer want to kill me?” I nervously asked. He smiled and said that from now on he would protect me from the other bullies. “You are my friend now and nobody hurts my friends!” he stated. “Are you still going to be a bully to others or are you going to be nice and show your dad that you can be good and still be a man?” He thought for a moment and then smiled, “I am a new man, and I will no longer be a bully in fact I am going to help those who are bullied to fight back.” I was very happy; I had faced my biggest fear and had come out the victor.

Chad and I continued to talk and I got to know him a lot better, he was not such an ape as I first thought, he was very smart and had secured a football scholarship at any Collage or University that he wanted. He also filled me in that his brother’s boyfriend was Peter’s brother that was why he said that he knew all of his secrets. I looked at my watch and realized that it was almost time for class and that I needed to get my books; Chad offered to clear a way to my locker so that I would not be late. He had no classes after lunch just football practice so he told me he would wait and escort me to my class.

Arriving at my next class was quite the show, Chad was clearing the hallway for me while carrying my books and it was a little surreal, here was the schools biggest bully carrying the books of a guy in a dress and telling other bullies to back off. I thanked him with a kiss on the cheek and grabbed my books from him. He smiled and said “See ya” and left. Inside the class Amanda was waiting for me and demanded that I tell her everything, I told her I would but latter at home. The rest of the day I was on cloud nine, everyone was so nice to me and all the girls treated me just like one of them.

Leaving my last class I told Amanda that I needed to use the bathroom to freshen up my make-up and my lips, I wanted to look good for Peter. I was heading to one of the two safe zone washrooms that I was allowed to use when several of the girls pulled me into the bathroom. “You are one of us now, so you can use any of the girl’s bathrooms you like.” Samantha said. She was a senior and the head cheerleader for the varsity squad. I thanked her for the offer but was afraid that other girls might be upset. “Don’t worry about the others, we all took a vote at lunch and it was a unanimous decision that you really are a girl!” she said. “I would also like you to try out for the junior cheerleader squad next year, you would be perfect!” I stood there with my mouth open in shock; this day was getting stranger by the minute. Amanda started to laugh and soon all of us were laughing.

“Why would you want me?” I asked, “Because you are so pretty and everyone likes you, we saw what you did to Chad and just knew if you could turn him into a friend there was no stopping you. “ I didn’t do anything to Chad, I just let him talk and he did it to himself, he really is a nice guy deep down.” I said “I know said Mary who then blushed.
Now the spot light was on her and she had to tell everyone the story of her date with him. I smiled knowing that he truly was a nice guy and would be a fine catch for any girl, except for me. I was Peter’s girl, which reminded me to touch up my face and put a fresh coat of lip gloss on my lips. I left the bathroom with the other girl and nobody said anything about it. Several guys saw me leaving and they just smiled and continued walking.

Peter was waiting for us outside the main gates for we were all going to walk home, none of us were old enough to drive and we hated riding the bus. I gave Peter a big kiss which he didn’t refuse; in fact he returned it ten fold. We finally stopped kissing when we ran out of breath. “Geeze you two get a room.” Amanda joked faking vomiting. We laughed and started to walk home; we got about half way there when a giant four by four truck pulled up behind us and honked its horn. Amanda and I nearly jumped out of our shoes and Peter just casually turned to see who it was.

Chad was behind the wheel with a giant smile on his face, yelling from the window he asked us if we would like a ride home. I looked at Peter and then at Amanda, they were both waiting for my response. I looked at Peter for guidance and he winked at me, so I turned to Chad and told him thanks but not today, that my dress was too short to climb into his monster truck. He smiled and said OK and that he would see us tomorrow at school. “Holy shit, can you believe that?” Amanda said “You have him eating out of the palm of your hand. What the hell happened at lunch?” I made both Amanda and Peter promise not to tell anyone and then I told them what had happened. Peter was proud of me and kissed me to prove it.

When I got home I had to retell my day to mom without skipping any of the details. Mom was proud that I handled myself properly and thought that Peter’s suggestion to take a self-defense course was a good one; she even wanted to take it. I helped mom prepare dinner and to clean up after and then I went to get ready for bed, I wanted to take a bath and relax. Peter called just as I was going to get into my bath so I talked to him while I soaked in the tub. “Why didn’t you tell me your brother was gay?” I asked the line went quiet for a few seconds. “I didn’t tell you because you might think that I am gay as well because I liked you.” He said. “Why would you think that, you were the one who said that I was really a girl inside, and if that is true you then like girls right?” “If you put it that way, yes I like girls especially you!” we both laughed for a while and then we talked about how his dad took the news of his son being gay.

“Dad said that it was his life and that he had raised my brother to be a good honest man and if his heart lead him to another man then it was OK with him.” “Dad just wanted him to be careful and to be sure that that was what he wanted, dad still loves him and they are both welcome in his home anytime.” Peter had to take a breather after saying all of that. “Wow your dad sounds like a cool guy, when will I get to meet him?” I asked. “Well if you and Amanda come on Thursday I will introduce you to him, he has heard so much about you that He would like to meet you as well.” Peter said. I blushed at the thought of Peter telling his dad about me. “Does he know all about me?” I questioned, “Yes, I don’t keep any secrets from my dad, after mom died a few years ago from cancer it had been just him and me.” “I am sorry I didn’t know your mom was dead.” I sadly said wishing that I could have met his mom. “That’s OK I have gotten used to not having her around even if I still miss her a lot.” “Do you miss you dad?”

That was a silly question, of course I missed my dad, he was my friend he loved me for who I was and did not put any conditions on it. “Yea, I miss him” I said, I had been so busy lately that I did not have time to feel sorry for myself at loosing him. “I have to move on I guess.” I said with sadness in my voice. Peter picked up on it and he changed the topic to something more cheerful. We continued to talk for almost an hour until the water in my bath got cold, I told him that I would see him tomorrow and hung up. I had a quick shower to wash the soap off my body and dried off.

Back in my room I picked out the nightgown that I was going to wear and put on clean panties. For the fun of it I decided to wear the thong panties mom picked out for me. Now that I had my penis hidden they fit perfect and I liked how they felt, I slipped the nightgown over my head and let it drop down. The material was silk and it felt so smooth on my skin, I loved the feel of girl’s clothes it was so much softer that boys. I crawled into bed and was asleep ever before my head hit the pillow.

I was awake at five and had showered and washed my hair before Amanda came into my room, she was surprised that I was up and almost ready. We talked about what our day would be like hoping for the best, and planning what we were going to do after school. I wanted to go to the Mall to buy some sexy jeans now that I didn’t have to worry about any slips by tucking it back. Amanda offered to lend me a pair of her low-rise jeans and ran out of my room to go get them. I was almost done my make-up when she returned with the jeans, “Here you go.” She said as she threw me the jeans. “Thanks.” I responded and put them on, they fit like a glove and they showed all my curves. She started to laugh and then told me to look in the mirror; I blushed because you could see the top of my panties. I was not wearing low-rise panties so I looked like “trailer trash” showing off my pink panties. “What do I do now, I didn’t buy any low-rise”, I was sad because I would not be able to wear the jeans. Amanda smiled and handed me two pairs of panties, she had come prepared, and I gave her a hug and quickly removed the jeans and my panties to put on the new ones.

I looked hot in the jeans and I paired it up with a crop top that showed off my bellybutton, looking in the mirror I told Amanda that I would like to pierce my bellybutton. She agreed that if mom let me we would both get them pierced. Entering the kitchen I thought that mom would have a heart attack when she saw what I was wearing but she didn’t. She looked at me and smiled and told me I looked very sexy and that Peter would have his hands full trying to keep the other guys away from me. I blushed and almost forgot to ask about the piercing. Mom looked at me and then at Amanda and told us to go to a clean place to get it done and suggested the same jewelry store where I got my ears pierced. I jumped up and gave mom a hug and thanked her.

We started to walk to school and met up with Peter a few blocks down the road, he was totally speechless when he saw what I was wearing. “You are definitely a girl, no guy could ever wear those jeans.” He stated when his voice came back. I hugged him and gave him a kiss for his kind words. We continued walking holding hands and talking all the way to school, it was a wonderful start to a new day. Arriving at school I saw a few of the bullies hanging around the doors to the school, as we tried to get in they blocked the doors.

“What the hell is going on?” Peter demanded, he was ready for a fight and had taken a defensive stance. Amanda and I slowly backed up to get out of the way. We didn’t get very far when two more guys came up behind us. I was starting to get scared; I knew that Peter could handle two maybe three guys but not six. He was out numbered and I was afraid that we were all going to get hurt. “We don’t like your kind here!” said one of the bullies. He was a big guy standing 6’4” and muscle bound. Most of the bullies looked like they were all on steroids and had developed large muscles. To Peter’s credit he didn’t back down, he stayed calm and simply stated that they would regret stopping us from getting into the school. The bullies laughed and one of them tried to grab Peter’s shoulder, he soon found himself flying through the air and landing on the ground with a thud.

“Get him guys!” another one cried and they all started to run towards Peter, Amanda and I screamed to warn Peter but it was to late. To my amazement Peter swiftly evaded the first guys punch and landed several kicks to the guys head before he went down. The rest of the bullies hesitated for just a second allowing Peter to take out another guy with several chops to the body and neck. The guy fell like a sack of potatoes and Peter jumped over his body to get to the next guy, with the greatest of ease Peter took him out with a chock hold, holding him between himself the remaining two guys. The leader of this group realized that he was beaten and turned to run when he saw us standing there. An evil grin came onto his face and he started towards me swearing that he was going to pound me into the ground.

“Your boyfriend is a little busy and he won’t be able to save you now fag!” he screamed and started towards me at a full run. If he hit me with that momentum I would be dead, he was not going to stop. Amanda stepped in front of me to shield me but I knew that she would be hurt as well if he didn’t stop. He was almost on top of me when suddenly a flash of mass hit him from the side sending him flying though the air and landing on his side. I saw that the mass was Chad and he was mad, he picked up the guy and plowed his fist into his face several times repeatedly then lifted him over his head and threw him to the ground. Shortly after that Peter was standing beside Chad and they were both standing over him, Peter picked him up and warned him that if he ever tried anything again that he would have him arrested. Chad yelled out to all the guys their “Nobody fucks with my friends, got that?” they all nodded and crawled away to nurse their wounds.

Once the adrenaline was drained and the boys were more relaxed Chad asked us if we were OK. “I think so, but what about you guys?” Chad looked at Peter and he looked at Chad and they both started to laugh, they gave each other a high five and complimented each other for their skills. “You were amazing.” Chad said, “I was watching you fight and you took out five guys without breaking a sweat. You would have gotten them all if the last one hadn’t turned and ran.” “Thanks for being there to protect the girls.” Peter said. “No problem, I did promise Cally that I would look out for her and I am a man of my word.” Chad said proudly, “I don’t thing we are going to have any more problems from those guys.” He said. “What about the other bullies, you know the “jocks”? I asked. Chad smiled, “You need not fear my fair maiden, I have spoken to them all and they all agreed not to mess with you or anyone else for that mater.” He spoke like he was a knight of the round table. Amanda and I giggled at that and joked that maybe he should join the drama club. He blushed and said maybe he would, but not now.

“Nice work gentlemen, you have made me proud.” Mr. Miller said as we entered the school, “I know who whose guys are and most of them graduated last year, I will make sure they are banned from the school properly and that the police are informed of their actions.” “It was our pleasure Mr. Miller sir.” Chad said proudly. “I have formed a group of us “jocks” to patrol the school during breaks to protect those that have trouble protecting themselves.” He continued. “We are made up of all grades and it will be part of our sports program, we will be the first school that will be bully free.” He was very proud of himself. Chad was asked by Mr. Miller to present his group to the staff at their next meeting so that everyone would know what they were up to.

Now that’s one hell of a way to start the school day I thought, I hope it’s not always like that. Amanda and I said good-by to Peter and Chad and promised to hook up with them at lunch. We reported to homeroom where everyone had already heard what had happened but we still had to re-tell the story. The same thing happened at all our classes that morning and by lunch I was tired of telling the story. Waiting in the line up for lunch several of the girl’s surrounded me and wanted to know if I was OK, they had not heard the story from me so they insisted on me telling it to them. Waiting for me at one of the tables was Amanda and Peter; I grabbed my tray and sat down beside Peter letting out a long sigh. “I am so tired of telling the same story over and over again.” I stated Peter nodded in agreement. “Well at least I think I have filled my dad’s self defense course if it’s any consolation, I was also asked to teach a course here at the school.” Peter said.

Chad joined us a little later on and was happy because the teacher’s all thought his idea for the protectors was a good idea. “They are going to let me run it like a sheriff and his deputies, they even want us to get some training by the police.” He said smiling and looking at Peter. Peter smiled back knowing that it would be his dad who would be teaching them what they needed to know. “Would you like to join the patrols?” Chad asked Peter, he thought about it. “On one condition,” he said, “Cally and Amanda have to be on the patrol as well.” I was stunned, what the hell was he up to? “Are you crazy?” asked Amanda, “Yea?” I squeaked. “OK, hear me out girls I think it would be good to temper the group with a few level heads who will be able to defuse a situation by talking instead of bashing in heads. Also we will need you to help calm down those who have been picked on, not everyone will report the bullying to former bullies.” Chad agreed and thought that we would be perfect for that job.

I looked at Amanda and thought that it was a good idea as long as it didn’t interfere with our other activities. I was not going to give up my acting to pretend to be a sheriff.
It did sound like fun though, and I was wondering if we could get some cute uniforms to wear. Both Peter and Chad rolled their eyes and said NO, Amanda started to laugh. “Well at least I tied.” I told Amanda, Peter hugged me and told me I was too much of a girl to have ever been a guy. The rest of the day went smoothly and I enjoyed my classes and felt relaxed and myself for once.

Walking into the house mom called me into the kitchen, when I entered she told me that Dr. Ellen called and had the test results and wanted to see us first thing in the morning. “But mom what about school?” I complained, now that I was starting to enjoy going to school I was upset. “Don’t worry about school Dear I’ve talked to Mike, sorry Mr. Miller and he said that it was going to be OK.” “Ellen wants you to not wear any make-up and to leave your jewelry at home.” Mom continued. “Why would she want me to do that?” I asked. “It has something to do with the C.T. scan she wants to do on you.” I agreed and went to my room to call Peter and tell him that I would not be in school tomorrow.

The appointment was at eight in the morning so I was up at my regular time of six; I showered and put on fresh panties and bra. Then I picked out a simple tee-shirt dress that would be easy to remove and put back on, I braded my hair and clipped a bow on the end of it. Looking in the mirror there was no question that I looked like a girl, my facial features were delicate and feminine and my lips looked even more full that before. I had not really paid close attention to my reflection before but now living as a girl it was so very important. We walked into the Doctors office and checked in, we didn’t have to wait long before Ellen came and got us. Bringing us back to her office she had us sit before she herself sat down.

“I’ve received you test results back and I must say you are a very special young lady.” I was now curious as to what the results were. “It seems I was correct with my assessment of your condition, the blood work shows that you have an abnormally high level of estrogen for a boy but slightly low for a girl, and there is little to no testosterone in your system. Your DNA sample comes back with two sets of X chromosomes and one Y that make it a XXY configuration. That is why I want to do the C.T. scan today to see what you have for sex organs, if my suspicions are correct I think you are a girl on the inside.” I sat there quietly thinking about what she had just told us contemplating what it meant.

“So you are saying that I should have been born a girl but because of that stupid Y chromosome I grew a penis and was called a boy?” “Yes in a way, but it is a little more complicated than that. Simply put you are a girl with deformed genitalia and I think that I will be able to correct the deformity and allow you to be a normal girl.” She said. Now lets head over to the Hospital where I have the C.T. scan ready for you. It was a short walk just down the block from her office to the Hospital. We entered the Hospital and headed straight to the examination rooms, I was lead into a change room and told to put on the gown and then come out.

I exited the room holding the back of the gown together thinking why could they not make a gown that would close all the way. Dr. Ellen asked me to lie down on the table and to place my hands by my side. “Now I need you to relax and stay calm, you might feel a little dizzy so if you do close your eyes OK?” I nodded my understanding and took a deep breath before the table started to move into a giant tube. The machine started to hum as it came to life and then the tube started to turn all around me. She wasn’t kidding when she said I might get dizzy, I thought I was going to throw up for a moment until I closed my eyes and relaxed. The humming of the machine had a calming effect and I started to doze off to sleep, I woke with a start as the table started to move back out of the machine. I opened my eyes to see Dr. Ellen standing by me with a smile on her face, “You can get up now dear.” She said kindly. “Go and put your clothes back on and meet your mother and I in the meeting room right beside the change room.”

I slowly opened the door to the meeting room to see my mom, Dr. Ellen and two other people there. “Please come in Cally and have a seat, you need to know what is going on and we want your opinion.” Ellen said. I took a seat beside my mom and held her hand for support. “Here is what we have found dear, you have both sexes in you, there is one dormant testicle that is severely retarded in its growth and more that likely useless. As well we found that you have two normal yet under developed ovaries and all the accompanying organs to be a normal fertile girl.” “The problem is you do not have a vagina and you have a penis, but we thing we can fix that.”

I was stunned, “Are you serious, I am truly a girl on the inside?” All the doctors nodded in agreement. They went on to tell me that I would have to start taking hormone shots and pills to jump-start my ovaries to grow and mature as well they wanted to schedule me for surgery as soon as possible so that they could create my vagina and remove my penis. They were afraid that if my ovaries started to work on there own and I had a mistrial cycle that I could die from internal bleeding. This was a lot to think about, there was no question that I wanted to be a girl and I thought that it would be fantastic if I would be able to get pregnant some day in the future. I was just scared that the operation would not be successful and I would end up a deformed freak. I told them all my fears I did not hold anything back, they sat there and listened, when I was finished they all looked at me with amazement. “What you just did was amazing,” said one of the doctors. “You are the most mature and insightful young lady I have ever met and I promise that when I am done not even a OBGYN will be able to tell you were not born with a vagina.”

We left the Hospital and walked back to Ellen’s office where she gave me my first hormone shot and a prescription to the pills that I would have to take twice a day. I left her office on cloud nine; I was on my way to being a real girl with my own breast, vagina and periods! It was late in the afternoon and mom and I had missed lunch so we decided to make some salads and eat them by the pool. I decided to put on my bathing suit seeing that it was a nice day and to sun tan for a while after we ate. I was lying by the pool when Peter and Amanda showed up after school; they wanted to know all the details. Amanda hugged me when I told her that I would eventually be able to get pregnant after all the surgeries were completed. Peter sat there in silence deep in thought, I looked at him and asked him what was wrong, and he smiled but said nothing.
I snuggled up to him and asked him in he was OK; he turned to me and told me that he was just trying to picture me pregnant with our baby and how pretty I would look with a big belly. I almost missed the “our baby” part, and I looked at him with surprise in my eyes. “Cally I love you, I know we are young and have our whole lives in front of us but I know that you are the girl for me, my true love.” I was speechless, I knew that I loved him but I was not sure if he felt the same, now I did. I threw my arms around his neck and planted a kiss on him that he would never forget, when we finally parted I could see that his pants were “tented” and I was glad. He wanted me and I wanted him, I wanted to give myself to him right there but I knew this was not the time nor place. “Peter I want you so bad right now but I want to wait until I am complete and am able to please you properly.” I explained. He agreed with me and told me he would wait for as long as I needed.

Time flew by and it was nearing the end of May when I started to notice the physical changes in me, my own breasts were budding and it became more uncomfortable wearing the breast forms. Peter told me to ditch them and allow my own breast to show and grow without hiding them. It was strange to go from wearing a B cup bra to an A cup, but I knew that it was all me in the bra. My hips also started to expand and my waist got smaller giving me an hourglass figure, mom was amazed at how fast I was changing and wanted to have the doctors check on me to see if it was OK.

Dr. Ellen reassured mom that all was fine and that I should see even more changes as my ovaries matured and started to produce their own hormones. I had to give more blood samples and undergo a pelvic exam to see if all was developing OK. Ellen was surprised that Amanda was able to so effectively hide my penis and was also surprised that it was getting smaller. The area behind my empty sac was getting more pliable and she was able to push the skin it several inches before it stopped. She suspected that I was developing a vaginal canal and that it was covered with the layer of skin. The surgeon would be able to remove the skin cover and create the outer vaginal lips and labia from the skin of the sac. My little penis was nothing more than an enlarged clitoris that the surgeon would be able to reposition when the time came. I was progressing right on schedule and the Doctors planed to perform the surgery in late August just before the start of school in the fall.

Things at school have settled down and no one seems to even remember that I used to be a guy named Chris; I am still committed to perform as Juliet for the community theater and we have been rehearsing every weekend now for the past month. The play is supposed to run for two weeks in July with the potential for two more weeks in August if it gets a good turn out. Peter won the role as Romeo, even if he didn’t tryout he would have gotten it. Surprisingly Chad won a roll as one of Romeo’s friends, it was a non-speaking roll but it was a start. Amanda was starting to get to know Chad and she was hoping that he would ask her out sometime. She and I would joke with the guy’s when they had to try on their costumes, all the guy’s ended up it tights not just the ones who were playing the girl’s roles. I truly enjoyed my costume with the exception that I had to wear a corset, mom insisted that I wear it all the time to get used to it. I now have a tiny 22-inch waist when I am in the corset and a 24-inch waist when I am not in it.

My body has continued to change and I am now a 36C- 24-36 beauty, Amanda convinced me to color my hair so I am a blond now. She said that it would work better for the play if I used my own hair instead of a wig. Mom is proud of my transformation into the daughter she always wanted and we have grown closer then we were. Peter seems to love my new hair color and I am thinking of keeping it blond after the play is over. Everything seems to be progressing according to plan and it is starting to make me nervous my live has never followed the plan.

It happened in June, June 16th to be exact. I was preparing to go to school when all of a sudden I had a major cramp in my belly and I doubled over in pain, it lasted for two minutes and then disappeared. I regained my composure and called out to mom who was in the kitchen preparing breakfast. She heard the panic in my voice and came running up right away, she found me lying on the floor having another massive cramp. She called for an Ambulance and also called Dr. Ellen, she told mom that she and the other doctors would be at the Hospital waiting for our arrival. Mom also called Bob and Faith and informed them that we would be at the Hospital and for them to tell Amanda. The Ambulance showed up five minutes later and the EMT gave me a shot to relieve me of some of the pain. Ten minutes later we were in the Hospital and I was rushed into the OR, the doctors were all dressed and ready to go, one of them I know not who told me all would be OK and everything went black.

I woke felling tired and sore lying in a hospital bed, I could hear the machines pinging and clicking I called out to mom hoping that she would be there. Mom stood from the chair she was in and came to my side, she held my hand and smiled. “It’s all over dear, no more pain, you are now a complete girl.” I was relieved. The surgeons had worked on me for six hours, first trying to stop the bleeding that I was having and then to reposition everything to give me a vagina, a clitoris and labia. I was a real girl, with all the right plumbing and accessories. It would be some time before I was able to move without pain and for me to see they’re handy-work. Peter came to visit me every day that I was in the Hospital bringing me flowers every time. Chad had gone around school and had everyone sigh a giant get well card for me and he and Amanda had brought it in to me. I laughed when I saw it and it hurt a little but I didn’t care, I loved the gesture. Chad and Amanda had been dating for a couple of weeks before this happened and I could she that they liked each other very much.

Chad had turned out to be a great guy and a leader at school helping everyone to stand up to bullying, he was even asked to start up his program in several other schools in the district. His father realized that he had been an ass and had asked Chad to forgive him, he even called his other son and apologized for his actions and wanted to see him. I was happy that I was OK and that everyone was doing so well. The surgeons came in to see how I was doing and to fill me in on what they had done.

The surgeons had transformed what was left of my penis into my clitoris and created my vagina from the tissue left from opening my vaginal canal, I had a fully functional vagina that did not require dilating for it was all natural and me. When they had removed the skin they had found a fully developed vaginal canal that was totally functional. All they had to do was the cosmetic work of creating a beautiful vagina. They said that there was some swelling in the area and that I would have to keep the catheter in for one more day until the temporary stitches had fallen off. If all went well and there was no infection I would be able to go home in a week. The Doctors cautioned Peter and me to restrain from sex for a few weeks until all the swelling had gone away, I blushed when they said that and Peter let out a moch sigh.

In no time at all I was healed and heading back to school to finish off the year, I had missed two weeks of classes but I was excused and allowed to write my final exams. It was a busy two weeks between studying for my tests and rehearsing my lines for the play Peter and I had no time for play. Everyone at school was happy to see me back and several of the girls wanted to see what I looked like now. They got their chance after Gym class when I was changing to shower, I was a little shy but proud to show them that I was just like them. They all agreed that the doctors had done a fabulous job and that I was lucky, all were shocked to find out that I would have a period and that I could get pregnant.

I had still not shown Peter for I was waiting for a special time, we had done some heavy petting and I had relieved him of his pressure with my hand a few times but I was looking forward to going further with him. I wanted to wait till I was 16 before I lost my virginity and that would not be until next spring.

Finals were over and I passed all my classes and even made the honor roll, mom was proud of me and promised me that I could have a pool party to celebrate the end of school. I was allowed to invite ten people but I convinced mom to let me invite twenty and I got my wish. All the casts for the play were their and their girlfriends as well as Amanda, Chad, and of course my love Peter. I had a surprise for him, I had bought a bikini to celebrate my new gender status and it would definitely show the world that I was all girl. Mom even picked it out for me so I knew she would not be shocked to see me in it. I was in my room viewing myself when Amanda came strolling in and nearly fell over seeing me in the bikini. It was a metallic pink bikini that barely covered my breast and the bottom just covered my pussy, most of my bum was exposed.

“Oh my god you look fantastic, like a model!” she said excitedly, “Your mom knows you are going to wear that?” I just nodded and she let out a long whistle, “Peter is going to be in trouble today.” I smiled and wiggled my way over to the bed and sat down crossing my legs above the knee. “That is the whole idea my dear.” I said in a sexy voice and then broke into giggles. “Peter will not be able to get out of the water without embarrassing himself you know?” I smiled a sly grin. “You are a nasty girl Cally.” She said and then started to giggle. She liked the idea so much that she would do the same to Chad and we both started to laugh. Mom poked her head into my room to see why we were laughing so hard and when we told her what we were going to do she smiled and warned us to be careful that the boys may want to take it further than we were hoping.
“Thanks for the warning mom, but we have it under control.” Amanda nodded in agreement and mom left shaking her head.

I threw a bikini wrap on and went downstairs to help mom finish the preparations, the guests were to show up at 2pm and we needed to be ready. Peter and Chad were the first to show up and didn’t notice our bikinis under the wraps. Peter did comment on how sexy my legs were and he received a kiss for the compliment, Chad said the same but received a playful slap from Amanda. He picked Amanda up and with her giggling they went into the back yard. The rest of the partiers started to show up and I was busy escorting them to the pool and then back to the door for the next group. Finally they had all showed up and the party started in earnest, Bob and Faith volunteered to help mom serve the food and drinks and Amanda and I worked the crowd like seasoned hostesses. Mom had hired a DJ to play some music for the party and we had set an area up for dancing if they got tired of the pool.

The time had come for Amanda and I to unveil our bodies in our sexy bikinis and we tried to make it look as sexy as possible without making it look like we were a couple of strippers. As soon as the wraps were off the guys all stopped what they were doing and stared with their mouths wide open. Most of the guys were slapped by their dates but Peter and Chad were frozen unable to take their eyes off of us. We sashayed our way to the pool and gracefully entered the water diving under the water and then rising up letting the water cascade off our bodies. My smooth wet skin glistened with the reflection of the sun off the water and the material of my bikini hugged my breasts allowing my erect nipples to poke out. Peter quickly swam over to me and grabbed me by my tiny waist and planted a giant kiss on my lips. “You are so hot.” He whispered, “I think I am going to cum just looking at you” I smiled for that was the reaction I was looking for. I reached over to him under the water and stroked his hard-on felling it get harder, my nipples seemed to react to touching him and they too got harder and more visible.

I wanted him so bad, I could feel the butterflies in my tummy rumbling around and it was spreading to the rest of my body, I had become one giant erogenous zone. It didn’t mater where he touched me I just got hotter and hotter. I thought that I was going to loose it right there and allow him to penetrate me in the pool but Amanda came to my rescue.
She called out to me and threw me a volleyball and soon we were all playing with the ball in the pool. I swam up to her later and thanked her for saving my virtue, “I thought I was going to loose it.” I told her, “I know me too, and that was why I threw you the ball.” “Mom was worried about the boys but she should have been worried about us girls!” I stated. I looked over to where mom was and she was smiling and gave me a wink, she knew, how could she have known?

The play had bin billed as an all male cast and even though I was no longer a male they didn’t change the program, they only put in a footnote stating that the role of Juliet was being performed by a former male. I didn’t have a problem with that for almost everyone in town knew me and knew of my change, I had become a little like a celebrity in town.
The play ran for the two weeks and we had such a high demand that we added the second two weeks in August. There were sold out shows every night and the town critics raved about the cast and the bold move the director did by casting an all male cast. They even raved about my performance as Juliet at how beautiful I was and how the chemistry between Romeo and Juliet was believable and showed real love. Peter hugged me when I read him the reviews and thought that we truly showed our love on stage.

Going back to school as a junior and Peter as a senior was going to be fun, I loved Peter and he I, everyone knew that we were an item and even commented that we were going to marry each other some day. Amanda was now engaged to Chad and they were planning on marrying when she graduated from school in two years. Secretly Peter and I were also planning that and I thought it would be cool if we had a double wedding with Chad and Amanda.

It had been several months now since my surgery and I had had several periods and all was fine, I experienced the normal cramping bloating and PMS that all girls feel. Many girls hated having their periods but I loved it, it proved that I was a girl and had been all along. November I had my first OBGYN examination and we did not tell her that I used to be a boy, at least not right away. I wanted to know if she would be able to tell, but she had no clue she declared me fit and still a virgin. My Hyman was still intact and she warned me that the first time I had sex it would be slightly painful when it broke and to not be surprised if I bled a little. I blushed and giggled at what she was saying because I already knew all about it, the surgeons had filled me in on all the details. Mom finally broke the news to her that I had had surgery to become a girl and she was amazed that she could not tell. I was proud that I was no different then all the other girls.

All of this brings us back to the beginning of my story as to why I am wearing my favorite dress and waiting for my boyfriend. Yesterday was my 16th birthday and today I am going out with Peter to a nice restaurant and then to a nice hotel room that has a Jacuzzi in it. Today I am going to give myself to Peter and become a woman, I have been waiting my whole life to feel complete and today he is going to do just that.